Dear Ilia - Poem by Zack Holland
Summer-time was far too handsome
To go for a walk just alone.
So I stay in by myself with a book
Or meet friends in a partner-free zone.
O, the days that I missed at that ransom!
Well, at least the good Autumn brought you;
As the trees their leaves shed,
I had you in my bed:
And November was sunshine and blue.
Comments about Dear Ilia by Zack Holland
Read this poem in other languages
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
Still I Rise
The Road Not Taken
If You Forget Me
Edgar Allan Poe
Stopping By Woods On A Snowy Evening
I Do Not Love You Except Because I Love You